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Sunday, December 20, 2015

Several people have wanted me to know
that Jesus was born at this time or that time. I came across the
variations in his birth certificate some while ago but the historical
figure we call Jesus the Christ may well have never existed in the
way that history has presented him. For instance, I will told by a
living Sufi saint that Jesus wasn't crucified. It was Judas that it
happened to. Then again, someone so informed as that Sufi saint could
have said a lot more but he didn't, except to say that Jesus was/is a
light. The reason that we use the date that is used is because of the
association of the birth of the light and the winter solstice. I have
no idea when Jesus Christ was born. I've heard a lot of theories. To
me it is more important that the light of the world was born than it
is when and where this may have happened. The important thing is that
we celebrate the birth of the light and the potential for it to occur
within us. The religious and economic fog that surrounds this
character amounts to identifying a man according to the clothes he
wore, while having no assurance that he even wore those clothes, or
what clothes they were.

We are told that Jesus was a Jew. We
have no proof of that. I've been told that Jesus was a Syrian. I have
no proof of that. When you read the historical records of the times
in which Jesus was supposed to have lived, it is surprising how
little is to be found. We know for a fact that a certain group of
professional liars have been hijacking history to their profit for
many, many centuries and that much which is recounted in The Old
Testament is actually the history of people other than themselves.
Still, I know that someone resembling this Jesus did live somewhere
at some time because too many people have had legitimate spiritual
experiences in relation to this character. His legend has transformed
the world and a misreading of his intentions and words have also
transformed the world and not in a good way.

Anyway, it is the man beneath the
clothes that matters. It is the essence of the message and not the
shaping of the message for the advancement of an agenda that counts.
Anyone who has made a study of the teachings of any avatar and the
comparative similarities that endure as significators of any and all
avatars and the message that resonates in the hearts and lives of
those who have never met, make it clear to me that it doesn't matter
what avatar you follow. What matters is whether you follow the higher
and deeper urgings of the heart or are led astray by other urgings
that clever deceivers have justified through convolution and argument
as being higher and deeper. This is how you get fundamentalism and
the maniacal outrages of all those variations on ISIS and Al Qaida,
Judaism and sundry. This is how you get people who can kill without
conscience. This is another
way to manipulate people into killing without conscience. Similar
events are occurring in other zones where different wars are brewing. When
the basic cohesion of society has unraveled, due to attacks on the
family unit and all the traditions that have been a part of the glue
that holds it all together then... the abyss materializes, seemingly
out of nowhere and begins to appear almost everywhere but never more
profoundly than in the hearts where deceived urgings have replaced
higher and deeper or where higher and deeper never existed at all,
except in a potential and unrealized state.

Jesus the Christ is the light of the
world. Of course we are talking about a true light, not the false
light that permeates at a depth and intensity, more pervasively now
than previously known. Some believe, as I do that the Empire
of Lies is falling apart. There are laws of physics to which all
of this applies and in some cases, the worse things appear the closer
they are to getting better, depending. In some cases, the greater the
spread of the darkness, the closer the light is to materializing. In
some cases, the light is very much present but cannot be seen due to
a type of blindness caused by the fever of Materialism. As you may
know, there are a number of fevers that cause blindness. This kind of
information and knowledge makes itself known through another kind of
fever. Not all fevers are negative experiences. Not all physics have
been compromised by mountebanks and charlatans. Conventional wisdom
is not ageless wisdom.

The birth of Jesus the Christ is a
symbolic occurrence which relates to the birth of the light of cosmic
love within the manger of the human heart. The entirety of the story
of Jesus Christ relates to the true human potential movement.
Everything real is hijacked in the human mind by strange perversions
and parodies and adapted to whatever compromises that are made in the
lives of those who find it too difficult to live according to what is
demanded of one by those who have left the footsteps for us to
follow. If we do not follow those footsteps then, inevitably we wind
up in the desert or in a bramble or some difficult to navigate or
negotiate location.

Love is the liberator and also the
light that illuminates and reveals all things as they are. In the
darkness of delusion, the false light illuminates things as they are
not, according to the fire of whatever desire causes whatever shadows
flicker on the wall of our projected deceptions. This is all a kind
of physics and metaphysics is just a wider bandwidth, in the same way
that the positive, so called schizophrenia of mystics and inspired
artists is simply a wider bandwidth. Contemporary psychology says
that we are supposed to have surround fencing in our minds. The point
of this is that it makes it easier for us to be controlled. Who
controls the field of the playground of the mind, controls what takes
place in the mind. If the fencing is not complete then other forces
can enter in. Of course, all forces are not operating to our benefit
but... once again, that has to do with whatever sway we permit
ourselves to be put under according to the compromises we make to
justify getting what we think we want.

Jesus is the liberator and the primary
message of the liberator is the elevation and exercise of our love
for the performance of selfless service through the forgetting of our
false self by the remembrance of the true self. Something is
occupying us and whatever it is is resident due to the compromises
we make in our justification of what we think and say and do in the
pursuit of what we think we want. We have grown so accustomed to the
parameters of our confinement that we believe we are free. What we
believe to be true appears to become true for us even when it is not
true.

So it is that when millions of people
believe something it becomes a relative fact; like when Christmas
occurs and what it means and what it is made to mean over the course
of time as progressive changes are made to a simple message that,
given our addiction to appetite and convenience, becomes inconvenient
for us. One is much better off studying the early Christians if one
wants a better understanding of the tenets and teachings of Jesus the
Christ. When you look into the early Christians you invariably hear
that they were Jews. Of course, if you become a Christian you are
technically no longer a Jew. I don't know if they were Jews or not.
What I do know is that they bear little resemblance to the Ashkenazi
impostors who presently define themselves as Jews. History is a
muddle and the reality of it bears little resemblance to complete
fabrications that presently pass for history and which history was
created in order to make things appear as they are not. The world is a theater of lies created for the profit of those who create and
maintain the lies.

We hear that Jesus was the truth, the
light and the way. One of the confusions that come out of what
follows that line is a primary deception of Christianity and that is,
“no man commeth unto the father save by me.”. We also hear that
at the name of Jesus every knee shall bow. Well, the name Jesus comes
from the name Joshua and Joshua translates as liberator or salvation
and so... beneath the power and hope of our liberation and salvation,
everyone will bow their knee. Things do not always mean what they
seem to mean. How could the Christian theory that what Jesus meant
and which seems to damn everyone who doesn't adhere to the 'my way or
the highway' statement be reconciled with, “in my Father's house
are many mansions. If it were not true I would not have told you
so.”? People use scripture to justify their own ideas on what
things should mean. Personally... I would prefer to adapt myself to
the truth rather than adapt the truth to me, especially since the
latter is an impossibility.

To make a long story short... this is
the Christmas season, regardless of what the authentic calendar says
and we don't have the authentic calendar and if you want to celebrate
the birth of Christ then celebrate the birth of what that force
actually was within our own hearts in the spirit of giving that which
possesses the supreme value above every other possibility of human
expression and that is Love. The birth of Christ is the same as the
birth of the sun. Tiphereth on the Tree of Life is the seat of the
Christ in the human heart. It is an ageless cycle of death and
rebirth... of mortality and immortality. It is the birth of hope and
promise in a world of relative darkness and it is visited upon us or
awakened within us to the degree of our sincerity and intensity. Like
anything, you have to want it more than anything else. It's a simple
truth and it is the key. In this case it is a spiritual skeleton key.

Christ is a station of being and it is
what is real and eternal about us. If we live it we become more and
more like it. If we do not, we become more and more like whatever it
is that we emulate or pursue. Or one might say that what conceals it
is steadily burned away until it is revealed in that timeless
location where it has always been resident. It's semantics and the
same thing can be said many different ways. Merry Christmas!!!!

End Transmission.......

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and under the gun (metaphorically speaking).

Wednesday, December 09, 2015

Well... Black Friday was a disaster for
the merchants, here on the precipice of the crumbling dream of
Materialism. There is a feeling that comes to me at regular
intervals. It has no date stamp. Its shape is without any clear
form. All I have taken away from it is that it is large... very large
and it is going to change the world more than all the events of the
last several decades. It has the sensation of being a natural event,
like the Ring of Fire going nova colossal or... something. Of course
I know that the event could be something generated out of all the
tension and chaos of these times but... given that I don't know, we
will leave it in the realm of speculation. I bring it up because it
is very strong at the moment... this sensation... it is filled with
imminence. It's been mentioned here before and always when it has
exerted enough pressure to get commented on but... so far... it
hasn't happened.

There is this companion sensation which
has come into bloom in recent days and that is that whatever is
coming (if it is coming) is for the purpose of counterpointing the
foul plans of the Orc Master elite and the attending ignorance of the
masses running pell mell for the cliff edge of the abyss. It is a
signal wake up call of such devastating impact that it puts all kinds
of things in the rear view mirror; some of them permanently. I'm not
discounting something from outer space. I don't know why I said that.
I'm not discounting anything.

The basis for these feelings that come
and go, on some mysterious bio-rhythmic circuit, is that everything
is composed of mindstuff and that mindstuff expresses itself through
us, collectively and individually. It expresses in our countries and
cultures. It expresses in our differences and similarities. It
expresses as well in all the various kingdoms of nature other than
our own and it is representative, after another fashion, in all the
mountains and plains and bodies of water... in the sky and so forth.
There is a harmony to all of it that is ordinarily maintained by an
agreement between ourselves and the greater environment that we
inhabit and it manifests in our forms of behavior and speech and
thought that conforms with the greater environment and the invisible
ether that interpenetrates everything and out of which comes the
elements that give shape and body to everything.

Sometimes, for the purpose of
demonstration, or for whatever the reason but... certainly there is a
demonstration involved at some point... we go out of sync with that
harmony and... disharmony becomes the actual basis for our every day
interplay and it begins to affect all of the life around us and it
starts to affect the greater environment and weird shit becomes the
unnatural offspring of our persistent dysfunction. Of course, it is
not all of us that get swept up in the lemming currents that flow
like an invisible Gulf Stream through the collective consciousness
but... it is a significant percentage. It is enough to tip the scales
so that existence begins to tilt toward disorder, chaos and ruin.
Although this may seem to be unfortunate and even unnecessary...
within the mind of the planetary logos it is all part of a
predictable pattern that comes and goes over the ages. Certain dramas
repeat over and over but the ordinary mind is incapable of seeing
into the meaning of it because of the limitations of mortality, as
they move from one life to the next. In the mind of the solar logos
it all makes sense and results in a grand tapestry that unfolds and
rolls across the immeasurable expanse of time; well... the Hindu's
have measured it but it still lies beyond the comprehension of anyone
trying to understand it, regardless of however sure they may be that
they do.

The point is that the collective force
of the disharmonious mindsets of the millions, cruising on the broad
highway, changes the nature and status of the greater environment and
eventually... that environment reacts. What we think, sets the
intention and direction of our conditions and at some point, what was
once a hot tub, turns into a frog boil... just as what once was a
pleasurable wallow, turns into a painful pit that you can't climb out
of.

Then things like what was described in
Revelations begin to occur; stars fall from the sky. The ocean turns
into blood. The seas boil. You get that Gog and Magog dance and the
music that is played is hypnotic upon the minds of those mesmerized
by the force of it. Not all of us hear that music and that is because
it is not all that is being played. We hear the music that applies to
our destiny and direction.

So... I get this sense that critical
mass approaches and once that is reached any number of things can
occur. It can be whatever is closest to the portal that is going to
come through. It can also be whatever portal you happen to be closest
to that determines what comes through for you. Some of us are
standing in crowds and some in groups and some in pairs or alone.
Certain portals seem to be right next to the number aggregates and
the number aggregates are determined by a collective taste for shared
appetites. I'm guessing that accounts for the proliferation of
certain kinds of eating establishments that are all over the place
but almost always where there are crowds and much less so where there
are not.

I could see some groundshaking
invisible serpent, undulating and maybe even ululating beneath the
surface of the earth over a wide reach. Then the sea rises as it has
not in recorded memory. I have seen this in dreams... a swift rising
tsunami of incredible height, accompanied by the roar of a thousand
express trains, swallowing everything in front of it. Some miles
inward, there are a series of shakes and uncertain ground and nothing
more. Possibly there is a degree of apprehension in the aftermath...
some amount of dread, a dread so much larger than circumstances might
warrant, according to appearances. It's the kind of thing one might
feel if the angel of death had just flown overhead... on his way
somewhere else. It's that Nazgul effect, perhaps.

The sense of foreboding I feel, is
accompanied by a remarkable consistency of frustrations in my own
life that are placing every sort of obstacle in the way of my pending
relocation. I get from this that whatever is coming is very near and
that it changes everything in that way where one comes to understand
that- 'all plans are off'

It makes you wonder what it all means
and since you don't know and since whatever it is has not arrived,
you have that in limbo effect but... you have to move, given that
there are deadlines and those ordinary chores that must be attended
to, otherwise... if nothing does happen then you don't either. It is,
by turns... perplexing... annoying and even unsettling. You do what
you have to do... even if it is ultimately pointless because some
huge natural catastrophe has changed the landscape of the world and
things that were formerly somewhere are now gone and places where
there was previously nothing now contain a new ground mass.

I'm not Nostrildamus, or John Wayne
Cayce. I don't get the details ahead of time and... for all I know,
neither did they. I haven't seen any clear signs of any prophecy in
action, brought forth in a clear and accurate manner. It could be
that I am not empowered in this way. You know what I mean... where
one has given seriously intense energies in certain areas and there
was simply no way to get past barriers set in place. It is as if one
were being herded, while also being denied all possibilities of
passage anywhere else. Sometimes life seems completely scripted and
at other times it appears that others can go anywhere they like and
sometimes it also seems that it finally occurs to those who can go
anywhere that they were completely scripted too.

You can read all kinds of books and
absorb every kind of life lesson but if you incorrectly understood
the meanings of either... you are no better off than if you had
learned nothing at all. Certainly you can talk about it all with some
appearance of greater insight but all you are really doing is wasting
everyone's time.

I don't know if any of this is real. It
is just that sense that has come around a few times in these last
years, never more strongly than at present but that is just the wind
blowing at 30 miles an hour instead of 15. You notice the difference
but... what does it mean? What does it mean? What does it mean when
one's dreams have intensified to a remarkable degree and when they
contain plots and imagery never seen before? One might say it was the
subconscious seeking to speak with us, One could say the same is true
when natural disasters occur. For the moment it remains a strange
mystery, like being on uncertain waters. It swims beneath the waters
but you can't see what it is.